7/05/2011

Left of Center

Story Sent in by Mira:

Greg asked me out over a dating site. He had a great sense of humor and had an attitude that was refreshing to experience after so many online duds. We met at a restaurant and had what seemed to me like a nice time. It was the sort of date that I wasn't expecting: the sort of date that I didn't want to end.

He asked me, "Up to anything after this?" I told him that I wasn't, and he came up with about four or five post-dinner options.

The one he mentioned that was the most attractive to me was driving by an abandoned factory and trying to enter it. True, I was in first-date attire, but I like to think of myself as always up for something adventurous, given that we were living in a place not too well known for it's adventuresome qualities.

We left the restaurant, returned to our vehicles, and he told me to follow him in his car. I did, for a few miles, until we came to a left turn. He put his signal on, and I followed suit.

He made what looked like a left turn, and then tuned it, unexpectedly, into a u-turn. I followed him, but then, at his next opportunity, he made another u-turn, and another, and then another. He kept going around and around the same concrete island in the road.

I called him up on his cell and asked, "What are you doing?"

He replied, "Driving us to where we're going. Duh."

I asked, "Do you even know where we're going?"

At that, he brought his car to a sudden stop in front of me, and I hit the brakes just in time. There was no one in front of him and no traffic light, so there we were, stopped in the middle of the road.

"Hmmm," he said, "No. Guess not. Do any of us really know where we're going?"

He hung up the phone, then floored it, jetting down the road, through a red light, and away from me. I called him back, but he didn't pick up. It was my guess that the date was over, and I returned home.

7 comments:

The Most attractive of four or five post dinner options "was driving by an abandoned factory and trying to enter it." ??? What were the other choices? Getting Tattoos?, Vandelizing a graveyard? a quick game of Russian roulette ?

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